A Time to Talk


Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
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And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)
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KISI KE LIYE SARTAAJ HAI ZINDGI

किसी के लिए सरताज है जिंदगी

कभी दो

I'll Be There

I'll be there for you no matter what.

I'll hold your hand when you're crying from that ba

HUA KUCH YOON

Hua kuch yoon ek roz

Bhai bola garmi hai tez

Pehle jab kaha tha AC lelo

T

I Don't Sleep Because Of You

I don't go to sleep at night

because you haunt my dreams,

and waking up to find y

A F-R-I-E-N-D

A FRIEND

F is for the fun we had together

R is for the relaxing time we shared

Before I...

Before I became strong, I knew what it was like

To be weak,

How difficult it is t

No Tears
Under the blue skies of her native land
She languished and began to fade...
Until surely there

NAA CHAHAT KA KOI NAAM HOTA HAI.....

NAA CHAHAT KA KOI NAAM HOTA HAI..... 

NAA USKA KOI PATA HOTA HAI.......

BADA

My Melody..

Amazing and beautiful,

not a flower or a tree.

Much prettier than that,

a

To Harriet
Whose is the love that, gleaming through the world,
Wards off the poisonous arrow of its scorn?

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